Xaras, Nobody

[Xaras]

Name: Xaras (she's a nobody, she has no last name, but if you really want one, we'll go with Smith.)

Nickname(s): Sas

Age: Appears to be seventeen years or older

Gender: Female

Height: 5' 11''

Weight: 125lbs

Homeworld: Xaras is uncertain as to where she was officially born when still unified with her other half. But she does know that she awoke in Twilight Town.

Appearance: A picture will be soon to come to clarify whatever my description leaves too confusing.
It will be < http://ravenayama.deviantart.com/art/Xaras-90880910 >
Starting top to bottom. Xaras has multi-layered shock white hair with ragged bangs that fall haphazardly into her emerald colored eyes. The midlayer, top/layer whatever you want to call it, looks entirely unkepmpt, and likes to hug her neck and jawline. Underneath that is a long bound ponytail that falls to her hips. Her eyes are sharp and narrow, exotic looking on her angular face with high arched black eyebrows. As if to compliment she has equally sharp lips, the bottom double the width of the top. In all, in her most relaxed form, she still looks amused and flirtatious.
Being tall, she's also surpringly curvy, with a natural wide hipped build and dancers legs. It helps, to be honest, that she works out almost constantly. (What else is there for her to do?)
As far as clothing, she typically don's something along the lines of a middriff baring t-shirt and bondage style pants. Simple, flashy, and cute. Nope, she doesn't wear the Org jacket. She isn't with the org. zomg.

Personality: Ahhh, her personality. A multi-faceted creature such as this is not easy to explain. But I'll try.

Xaras is, on the surface level, easy to figure out. She likes flirting, with boys and girls alike. She likes drinking, even though she's probably too young. And she likes to fight. So she's arguementative, and really doesn't bother with other peoples opinions much. Even when fighting, she's friendly, in a snide, mocking, sort of manner. So it's simple. Give her something to drink, or flirt with her, and she'll probably be your friend. Do something she deems stupid, and she'll mock you.

On the other hand, what she keeps quelled inside of her is another story all together. She still likes all the same things. But she feels the need to compete inexplicably. The girl not only likes to fight to get a rise out of people, but to prove that's she's stronger, faster, and smarter. Why? She couldn't explain it if you paid her. But she'll gladly accept the money. Even she's not 100% positive of her own personality, so she questions herself and her actions alot, though sometimes not until well after the fact. I guess thats how it works when you don't even know what you are.


History: Again, this is one of those questions that's not easy to answer. Xaras with her unified self, probably had a decent life. But she can't remember for the life of her. Since she was 'born' as a nobody, life has been....dull. Nothing seems to excite her in the end run. She awoke in Twilight Town fully clothed, near a locked up mansion. She's taken up residence within, and what few things she owns she has managed through scraped up cash that falls out of people's pockets. She spends most of her time working out and watching what the others do, occassionally coming into town for a fun time.
In short.
Her life, her history, as of being a nobody.
Is pretty boring.

Weapon(s):Xaras doesn't believe in using weapons. Oddly enough. She likes to fight hand to hand. And she's -fast-. She can though, improvise with random odds and ends if need be. A broken beer bottle for instance.

Magic: Xaras specializes in fire magik. At this current moment in time, she can only hurl a fire ball or two. She doesn't practice it much.

Eventually, she'll have this set up -
-Firaga
-Cura
-Stopra
-Aero
-Gravity
-Thundara

[Edward Elric]

Why hullo thar ol' Xaras. Been a good day so far I'm figuring. Now lets judge....
And the votes are in.....you have been.
Deni- *Gets knocked out.*

So sorry for that, my nobody got onto my account and doesn't like people all that much. (much my opposite.)
So your APPROVED.